Mr. Spruce and I keep our communication going and our relationship. We’ve never cheated on each other, we’ve never broken up. We hang in there, raising children, maintaining our sanity in a crazy world, all without the Scientology thing.
Mr. Spruce and I keep our communication going and our relationship. We’ve never cheated on each other, we’ve never broken up. We hang in there, raising children, maintaining our sanity in a crazy world, all without the Scientology thing.
Neil and Darryl deserve each other.
Shame Vanessa Redgrave wasn’t part of this.
It’s amazing that when people get fame, they should understand that they have to behave like Queen Elizabeth. Too many people rely on these pervs for their salaries and if they act like or pull out their dicks, they’re f&cking idiots because it’s not just their careers they’re putting in jeopardy.
You probably fit in with the neurotypicals quite well. If you look at photos of Adam Lanza and his 1000 yard stare, you see it in this POS too.
Yeah, he has that look that hints at autism, alas. (Then again, autistics are huge gamers.)
My grandfather was a day student at George Watson’s in Edinburgh. He didn’t say that the faculty was involved, but he said that homosexual abuse was very common among the dorm students.
I just hope all the other alleged victims of Weinstein have squeaky clean backgrounds, or we’re sunk.
Who thinks Weinstein’s lawyers dug this up and forced it to be public knowledge? (What she did wasn’t right, but the timing makes me suspicious.)
Similarly, when you enter a marriage and you have assets, have a pre-nup.
There are a couple of old movies on this theme. One is Hitchcock’s Mr. & Mrs. Smith (1940) (no relation to the Pitt/Jolie movie).
Don’t put it off. A good doctor can check you out and possibly help you through it.
You wait until you’re perimenopausal. That’s a few years of raging PMS episodes. My family learned to take cover.
Ugh, now I have to bleach my brain.
Hopefully it won’t be anything like this:
Blanket covering wasn’t an option for me. I had to keep an eye on my kids (each time, not twins) as I was holding back my boob so the baby wouldn’t smother. (I’m not trying to boast here.)
You’re forgetting John K.
Obviously you haven’t seen Judy Garland’s version.
Sounds like Angelina has a movie coming out soon and wants some extra publicity.
Could someone please explain to me the thrill of paddleboarding? I don’t get it. I’d rather go kayaking or windsurfing.